Today-
Wrestled with oil paints. Neither of us going where or how we planned, but ending in an acceptable truce. At least until the next layer.
Scurried from painting class to an appointment. It was a new driving route, to a place where there is frustratingly little parking, so allowed for plenty of time. Arrived in plenty of time and found a perfect parking spot. A spot under nice trees to stare at, with a breeze. Time to sit still, breathe, listen to the radio, stitch and think of the sea.
After appointment-
Because of that time of sitting, staring, stitching, and listening, the car was dead.
Called AAA.
Phone died.
Borrowed stranger's phone (she had to show me how to use it).
There were two more hours to sit, stare, stitch, and to imagine the music of the sea and the hum of the moon.
